I dreamed I was at work in a fancy new building, and there were six very important people coming for a visit. I’m not sure if they were clients or customers, but I was tasked with planning the visit. Elizabeth had talked to the receptionist (who I didn’t know) and put my name on the welcome board as chair of the “wall” committee which was apparently the job of getting the rooms ready. There was a huge conference room that wasn’t closed off but was open to the lobby, and there was a big table and a small table in it. I was waiting on a tablecloth to be added to the big table. When it finally got there, I started setting out food. Evidently, we made our own brands of food. There were egg rolls and a tart/pie (kind of like the old McDonald’s apple pies.) They had sent some that had two versions – Before (wrapped) and After (unwrapped.) I had found some cute plates in the cabinets in the room and so was working on staging the food. There was also a french fry holder that was really cute but we didn’t have any fries. There were other people (who brought the table cloth) that were setting out fancy plates and silverware.
Meanwhile, the six people came in. It was five women and a man, and the man stayed in the other room. They were very brisk and in a hurry and they were early (before the room was ready.) So I seated them somewhere else. In the meantime, we were supposed to be celebrating my old high school friend Alison’s birthday. Everyone was upset because I didn’t have time to do it and set up. So they brought everything into that room. Sadly, the only thing that we had were these little cookie/cracker sticks in a can (kind of like the breadsticks at Newks) but they were dirty shapes like you might have at a bridal shower. I couldn’t even find the gift I had for her. And everyone was eating at the big table and I was worried it would get dirty before the clients came in.
Once that was over, I had to get copies of the call forwarding. The process hadn’t worked as designed, and so I was trying to get the list from the man in the other room. He was annoyed and trying to leave. I gave everyone the dinner plans and they left. I was a little worried about the food I’d set out because now it was going to be cold for the next morning.
In the lobby, there were two elevators and two stairwells. Someone pointed out that if there was a fire in the lobby we would all be trapped, and I argued we could take the stairs. They said there was no outside exit. I argued, and so we walked to the bottom and it just emptied out into an indoor atrium fully enclosed.
When I went back up, it was time to leave. Buster was there and there were two ladies who said how cute he was. I asked if he was ready to leave and he started tearing around the lobby in circles. I caught him as he almost went down the elevator with a man and pulled him back. His leash was hanging in the other elevator wrapped around a blue wire. When I pulled it down, the wire set off an alarm and the people at the desk were upset. They said they’d just gotten it fixed, but I asked why they wrapped the leash around it then.
We were at a Soccer tournament and Michael was coaching. He was charging food at the concession stand (5 meals per game.) I overheard people talking and getting upset about it but before I could tell him he charged more food.
The angry referees were standing there so I went and apologized and said we didn’t know. I offered to pay and the lady took al my money , and said “this should about cover it.”
Then the dream shifted. I was in a pod attached to the outside of a plane. There were no windows so I couldn’t see what was happening but I could tell we were crashing. We made it to a safe place and we’re sitting around a table. I said we had no idea where we were and Dylan said yes we do. He quoted a riddle or Bible verse and then threw a rock. When we looked, we saw the sign for WestWorld.
The whole place was a huge Science lab. There were ghosts in certain parts but when they crossed certain thresholds they disappeared.The lady we were with had Short red curly hair.
There was a girl with us who had been exposed to spirit world. The Spirits were drawn to her and vice versa. They could cross the threshold if they were with her.
I was in a bookstore and there was a famous designer and author in there. I made a comment, “I wonder what it’s like to look around and see everyone wearing your designs.” She responded. When I got to the cash register, I bought a thin book she had written.
The credit card machine only took $10 or more purchases so they had to ring up another book first to get it to work.
Lady in bookstore had 2nd job trying to help us, but it was secret, so I asked her “how’s your other job going?”
We were worried about the girl with us. She kept going in the spirit world areas and tried to eat ghost food.
Another bad dream. It started out at the church. I’m the circle where we have the statue of Jesus, there was some sort of device hidden that had the potential to be explosive or poisonous or somehow destructive. It was in the center of a battleground and there was a queen who was protecting it? Or threatening to use it? Or not allowing us to disarm it? It was hidden in the center of a maze. Then the context changed and the device was hidden in a store. I knew it was there and there were conspiracy theories on the internet but the store denied it. I called the store and made an appointment with the manager under a false pretense planning to surprise him and try to talk to him about it. I got to the store early and was looking around. I saw a room with a big circular table and it had different types of shampoo and conditioner so you could refill your bottles. It included the suave kind that I use and also a bubble-gum scented one. I was really excited but then I noticed the table was unplugged so I couldn’t use it. Then I went back in a section where people were shopping for Christmas presents. It was there that the device’s impact was most evident- a giant lumbered by (and was not friendly.) A severely crippled man walked by with his wife- he could barely use his legs so he was sort of dragging himself along the ground but he didn’t have a wheelchair. He said something to me about wishing he had known I was there so I could have helped him. I then started walking down the street, afraid of what the world had become. I realized that I wasn’t wearing my glasses and couldn’t see clearly. I was so worried that I wouldn’t be able to find them and would get a headache. About that time I looked down and they were on the ground. They were broken and when I put them on, they pinched my nose. I wondered how they had gotten there because I had entered the store a different way and not walked down this side of the street before.
I feel that this dream has to do with being able to see clearly, and how sometimes that is painful but is necessary.
I dreamed that Michael and I were taking Alex and Dylan to a drag show. It was in a mall. We went by and then Katy came over with her whole family and thought we were going to a movie and they wanted to come. We laughed and explained it wasn’t a movie but they said they would come anyway. We decided to eat first and then I got done before everyone else. I went back to with the show. First I sat down at a long table and everyone said how great it was that I would go to the show by myself. I explained my family was joining me. Then I ended up sitting at the feet of a guy leaned back on his legs. It was very comfortable but a bit too “intimate” for a stranger. I kept looking for everyone else to get there, and when they did I jumped up to join them but the show was over.
The next thing I remember might have been a separate dream. I was at a camp of some sort and it was the last day. We were out of dishes so I was washing paper plates to eat from. Then there was a musical instrument that I had never seen but I washed it too. When we came back, I saw a guy (same one as at the drag show maybe) who was arranging hotel rooms. His were not very nice but had that same familiarity/comfort level. I tried to walk over to him and lost him in the crowd. There was another guy giving out brown paper bags and gave me one since I didn’t get a room. (I actually got 2 from him.) I somehow got separated from the group and decided I would check into the nice hotel that was paid for as part of the trip and then text the guy to make separate arrangements for the second day. I got on an elevator and couldn’t find the lobby. Some of the buttons were in a different language. One said “corpse bath” and about that time I stepped (barefoot) in a puddle on the floor and started to panic. One went to the penthouse. I couldn’t find a regular lobby!!
It was the last day of school, and no one wanted to work. The teacher (?) or maybe principal (?) asked me if I had any face powder or lip gloss she could use. I said I wasn’t sure if I had any that was unopened, but I went to my car, and I did. The lipgloss was weird – it had a feather or fuzzy thing as an applicator, and that’s why I had never used it. In the hallway, there was a group of girls sitting at a big round table. They stopped me and asked, “Do you think ______(some boy) likes it when we sit here?” I said that I didn’t know, but to myself I was pretty sure he hadn’t even noticed. I went into the classroom with my backpack, and everyone was just milling around. Outside, there were planes being flown by students – taking off and landing. One was an old one, and one was very modern. Ms. Taylor was there and said “I remember when both of those came out.” (In real life, she’s not old enough to remember the old one!) IN had brought a recipe for bacon cheeseburger hamburger steak, and we were in a classroom with a kitchen (like a home ec room) so some people made it, but I didn’t eat it because I said I didn’t like hamburger steak. I was looking for some veggies and hoping there were brussel sprouts. Someone said they only used a handful of beef to make the hamburger steak, and I wondered what else was in them!
We had sold our old house in Annandale and moved to the one we are currently living in. Something else broke (In RL, we’ve had a series of unfortunate events happen with issues around the house.) Michael said that he couldn’t live here anymore, and we went back to the old house. (I think that it was owned by the people who owned the restaurant we used to own.) We started discussing the sale of our new house. (When we moved in in RL, we covered the scored concrete floors with hardwood.) In my dream, we started pulling up the hardwood floors, and discussing how much we would sell the house for – if we had done improvements that would warrant increasing the price.
In the old house, we were hiding, and waiting to tell the new owners. I said that I loved the new house, and that Buster loved it, but Michael said that Buster would be fine in the old house. We decided to get breakfast, and there was a cafe down the street with an outdoor seating area. We decided to take Buster. There was a sign that said “No dogs” but there were dogs on the patio so we ignored the sign. At first, we thought there were no tables. We walked to one we thought was free, but there was a little boy sitting at it alone. Then someone pulled back a curtain and there was a table and chairs behind a rail. Someone said that was the chef’s table, but we could sit there. The waiter said he would have to get our places set, but then we noticed an empty table we had missed before, so we sat there. We ordered Buster a hamburger (plain.) They kept wanting to add sauces, etc. but we finally convinced them he could only have plain hamburger. At first, Buster was scared and hiding under the table, but then he got brave and started going under other tables and sniffing people. Then some other dogs left and Buster sniffed them and did ok. Then another dog left and reared up like a bear – like he was going to attack Buster. I threw myself over Buster so they wouldn’t fight, but was scared he would attack me.
I went into the bathroom and was trying to plug something in, and the prongs wouldn’t work. I told Michael that I couldn’t go back to the old house again. I started crying, and told Michael if he wanted to go he would have to go without me, so he took Buster and left. I was crying in the bathroom hysterically. I was trying to eat some kind of pastry. I was so upset. Then I tried to call Michael and the calls wouldn’t go through. I was devastated and thought he’d blocked my calls. I tried the hotel (?) not sure how we got to a hotel! and those calls wouldn’t go through either. I was heartbroken. Then the call went through and I was so relieved. I said I was sorry and I didn’t mean it and I shouldn’t have said it. He said, “Do you know why the call went through? I told them to let it through.”
I woke up so overwhelmed with sadness and fear…. very impactful and emotional dream.
We were going on the Honduras Medical Mission. There was a private plane. Michael was going to go but didn’t at the last minute. The kids were also supposed to go but they had backed out a few months before because there were too many people.
The private plane was smooth – so smooth I couldn’t tell when we took off.There were 2 men I didn’t know. The first one owned the plane and was very friendly. Most of us were around the table chatting. One guy was in a chair to the side with his hands wrapped. He didn’t want to touch or talk to anyone. I wondered why on earth he wanted to go on the mission trip.
When we landed, a lady on the plane worked with customs and was trying to smooth the way. I took some spinach and artichoke dip on a huge bite of bred and was eating as I walked off.
I was making sure everyone got through customs. A group of young men/boys were with us, and they got pulled to customs for a drinking/alcohol screen. They all came out but were freaking out because they didn’t know where one guy was. I was trying to call George to see if he already cleared security, but they wouldn’t wait and they forced their way back into the back room. I was sure they would be arrested and sure enough, George answered and the other guy was already through security. George pulled up in a car (inside the airport) and the boys came running out. I yelled “Get in the car now!” The airport security didn’t bother me. I had 2 suitcases – the blue and red carryons plus a laptop bag. I started gathering my stuff up. Then I took this stuffed animal pillow that didn’t belong to me. I started to put it back, but then the guy who owned the plane said I should take it because he had touched it. It was purple. (There was another one like it that was green.) There was some confusion about which one he had touched. I said after the trip, I would donate it to the group he normally donates to. George came back and I put everything in the trunk.